Dark clouds of terror close up the sky
Beneath dark thunders the Hellstorm vanish the life
Rainning red in the dark, you taste bitter blood
Is this just a reign in blood or is this blood from your guts?!?

And we are the warriors the devil have done
Belial is the power of the Necronomicon

You see our madness destroying lands
Killing your children, blood in our hands
You know this has been planed since you´re born
We are the Hellstorm, we´re Satan sons!

The judgement is coming to hammer you down
Pray for your god today and sharp you sword to battle now
Even battling on your fields you can´t cut us down
Battling in the darkness, darkness is our bloody crawls

Now that you have gone to the out world with us
It´s time to join the hellstorm, show your wrath and your lust!
Blood!!

Track Name: Ashes of Fire

Suffer - I spill blood from my eyes
Fire - Burn my skin, I start to die
Ashes - The shadows are waiting my wrath
Dying - The life is gone, I see my death

Oh! Ashes of fire!
No! No more sorrow!
Oh! Ashes of fire!
No! No tomorrow!

Evil curse - Breaking all the gospel walls
Seeking - Searching for my scraped soul
Falling - The abyss is unknown for me
Crawling - I set my soul to be free

Oh! Ashes of fire!
No! No more sorrow!
Oh! Ashes of fire!
Yeah! Death on fire!

Ashes, all I am is ashes
Ashes of the fire
Fire of my soul
Feeling no more pain
Deep inside of me
All I fell is agony !
No !

Track Name: Circle of Death

Anytime, anywhere
There are things in the air
From their graves, to your soul
Death, take my hand and let me go

Certain night in the winter frost
Something disturbed my mind
I woke up very scared
I realized that I was blind

So I saw, I was standing
My body was on the floor
A cold hand touched my shoulder
I turned around and it was death

I look around
All of their faces
They just want to
Take me away

Told me the Death:
“Your grave is the hell
And you´re dead now
There´s nothing to tell”

Surrounded by evil spirits
Now I was in hell
Agony - Take my soul
Make me that spell
Now I know - I understand
The evil has the power
After all - I follow Death
We belong to the dark side !

Hey my dear friend, do you remember our old days?
We used to drink beer and have spree in our own ways
Now I don’t wanna drink beer, I wanna drink your blood
But still my friend, have no fear, your flesh tastes good!

I know you, I know when you have fear
Don’t you worry, because I’m always near
Don’t run, don’t cry, don’t be shy when I take your life
You surely want this deadly gift and you won’t think twice

In your darkest hours you already wanted to cry
Troubles in your life was bothering you enough to die
I shall ease your pain, my friend, don’t need to say a word
I’ll crush your bones so fast that your head will explode

Fuckin’ hell, what have I done?
My friend is dead, his piece´s everywhere
Gore and brain stuff in my hands
Two days are gone, it stinks in the air

His grinded flesh now feeds the vultures
His eyes the fishes, his bones the dog
Now my friend rest in peace in death
His soul is flying to heaven to meet "God"

Track Name: Dead Nazi Poem

Young german facing death
1939
Shall their leader save them all?
Third reich rises

Became a soldier, Panzer division
The Nazis declare war
For the sake of Germany and the arian race
Keep marching on

From the ashes the Nazi Party rises
Lost their mankind in a bloody lie
Final solution is a genocide
With iron fist and their twisted minds

Darkness have fallen upon the world
Man rights demise
The fear of leaving his family in misery
Strong is his will to fight

The holocaust, the concentration camps
The pride to kill, to die
The horror lives in his eyes now
Lost children in the night

Their pride was a huge mistake
1945
Surrounded by the mighty Red Army
In a bunker, a suicide

The soldier is back, at home he sees
The taste of bitter mourning
He stares and suicide: his children shot dead
His raped rotten wife

Track Name: Yellow Crew

The Yellow fucking car is at your door
Three of them are waiting for the fourth
In ten seconds they
Reach the fucking bar
The base of operations of the war

We don´t believe in
The fucking Christianity
Our heads are all over in
The thoughts of master Jim

The horseman are here to make
You fall, you fucking fake
The Yellow Crew will show
How the blood of posers flows

Ramon Fest is ready to begin
Celebrating anal cunt and all the sins
The master of six fingers
Awaits in the Curve Bar
Loaded of beer and twelve´s whiskey - hey!